I love peanut butter M&M's. They are my downfall. One day this week I was munching on some when Abby scaled the couch to set next to me with expecting eyes hoping for her first taste of the yummy goodness. I gave her one and she looked at me, puckered her lips and curled the pucker upwards so as to seal off her nostrils, and said an emphatic, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...."
In other not-so-cute news, she has become prone to fits. If she doesn't get her way, she will fling herself back, scream, and kick her feet. Sometimes she even hits! This is something I haven't had to deal with in the past but hopefully it is only a phase that will soon become a part of the past. Hopefully.
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